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Billy shifted her weight onto her hips as she listened to him. "She's good. She didn't want to go home though. Threw a fit on her mother." Poor thing... I can't imagine having a mother that didn't care.. Then, in response to her apologies, he said, "No, it's perfectly alright. I sometimes forget that I'm who I am." She couldn't help but giggle a little. Forget who he was, yeah right. How could you forget who you were when you had a million girls screaming your name every night? It seemed to Billy that ever since she had met him in person, he appeared everywhere. On billboards, on passing buses, on screaming tween girls t-shirts in the mall. Escaping him was nearly impossible, and if she was being honest with herself... maybe she didn't want to escape him? Something about his dark, unattainable persona just seemed to draw her in. She asked if he had gotten back to work, and he responded, "Not yet. I've been finding it hard to get back. I've not had any inspiration as of late."

Billy looked him over, ignoring her reflection in his sunglasses. What normally gave him inspiration? The fuck? Why do I care? "I was wondering if you have any plans for tonight?" The question caught her off guard and she could feel the blush rising in her cheeks. "Well, I'll have to check my schedule.. Call my people, you know, see if I'm free... I might have a gig, or something..." she smiled up at him, obviously teasing. She pulled out her cellphone and without dialing any numbers, she put the phone to her ear. "Yes, it's me... Yes, I need to find out if I'm free tonight? What? No gigs?" she looked up at him, in mock shock. "Well then... Alright. Well, keep me updated, you know my fans can't stand to be away from me for too long!" she clicked off her fake phone conversation and put her cell back into her pockets. "Well, it looks like I'm free... What did you have in mind?"

"You know, like dinner or something like that." He seemed shy, and uncomfortable. It was completely adorable, to see such a badass squirm from her gaze. "I'd like that... How about Romanos, at seven." She reached over and took his coffee from him, pulling a sharpie from her back pocket, and scribbling her address and cell number on it. "Pick me up." She flashed him a smile, and then turned and slipped out of the cafe door. 'Always leave them wanting more', at least that's what the magazines said. Once she was safely in the back where her car was parked, she peeked around to make sure no one could see her, and then let out a little squeal and happy dance. Climbing into her car, she zipped home to tell Jake about being asked out by the hottest bachelor in California.